Day 9/90 Days of Pleasure

Food as an act of devotion to my body. Post morning walk in the heavy humid air my pleasure practice was arranging myself a beautiful plate of crunchy fresh foods. Oh the delight of sitting in the air conditioning in Refuge on the floor slowly savoring each juicy bite. 

I’m often doing something while I eat. Taking time to be with my food and notice the colors, textures, and tastes felt like such a nourishing novelty.